Peerless Martial Soul

Chen Feng took back his breath and flew towards the outside of the martial arts arena.

When he passed by Qi Junhao, Qi Junhao still seemed to be in a trance.

However, he still stood up and slowly left the martial arts arena.

He could no longer hear all the sounds around him.

The only words that kept echoing were Chen Feng's words.

"You are just like me, fearless and move forward courageously!"

Although he was defeated by Chen Feng, Qi Junhao didn't seem to be particularly broken.

On the contrary, my heart became more and more excited because of his words.

Over the years, I have devoted myself to hard training in the Galaxy Sword Sect and made continuous breakthroughs.

His talent is no higher than others, and his background is not as rich as others.

They don’t even get as much limelight as others!

But he was like this, but he quietly squeezed into the top ten true disciples.

It depends on being down-to-earth and fearless.

And, keep moving forward!

Qi Junhao turned his head and looked at the four competing disciples of Tianshu Sword Sect.

He saw the same light in their eyes.

Have no fear!

Keep moving forward!

The voice of the elder reporting the game situation sounded again.

"The second competition, Tianshu Sword Sect Sikong Hao, versus Tianquan Sword Sect Yan Zimo!"

The crowd's jeers were covered in cheers.

The atmosphere reached its peak for a while.

Countless disciples chanted Yan Zimo's name in unison.

In the midst of these endless calls, Yan Zimo finally rose into the sky and flew into the martial arts field.

He was smiling, as gentle and elegant as ever.

But here, Chen Feng, who was walking back, stopped Sikong Hao who was coming in.

"I'll lend you something."

In full view of everyone, Chen Feng also smiled and took out the Great Shura Hong Furnace.

"Since Tuoba Sect Master just said it, we should learn from others."

"Then, let's continue to learn from them and take advantage of the loopholes in the rules."

As he spoke, he looked up at the high platform.

"May I ask Master Tuoba, there are no rules in the sect competition. Disciples participating in the competition are not allowed to borrow magic weapons, right?"

He heard clearly what was said on the high platform before the relationship!

Tuoba Hongxin was so angry that his neck felt thick!

It's really a turn of events.

He had just teased Zhongli Yaoqin like this, and Chen Feng dared to tease him like this!

But, he couldn't say a word.

Because there is indeed no such rule in the sect competition.

Sikong Hao and Chen Feng already had a tacit understanding. Seeing him like this, they immediately looked up to the sky and laughed.

He took the big Shura furnace and nodded boldly.

"With this stove, I feel more confident!"

The old man Wu on the high platform clicked his tongue repeatedly when he heard this.

"Look what this means, what does 'this stove' mean..."

"That is a top-notch magical weapon that only needs a core formation to become a Taoist weapon!"

After hearing this, the faces of the sect leaders suddenly changed.

Even the sect leader Luo Xingchen couldn't help but look sideways.

"Taoist weapon?"

Not even the entire Galaxy Sword Sect has even a single Taoist weapon!

And this kid Chen Feng is about to have it!

Tuoba Sect Leader's face was as black as the ashes at the bottom of a pot.

In this match that he originally thought was a sure win, he suddenly no longer had full confidence.

You know, Sikong Hao also has the Tianquan Sword Sect’s sect-suppressing treasure, the Tianquan Immortal-Suppressing Seal in his hands!

With the combination of offense and defense, can Yan Zimo win?

At this moment, the masters of Tianji Sword Sect and Kaiyang Sword Sect on the side suddenly spoke.

"Master Tuoba, don't worry."

"No matter how top-notch a magic weapon is, it all depends on whose hands it is."

"If it were in Chen Feng's hands, maybe he wouldn't dare to say that he would win."

"But that Sikong Hao just took advantage of Brother Li."

"In terms of cultivation and actual combat experience, there is still no chance of winning against Yan Zimo!"

Moreover, they had set clear rules for Yan Zimo.

We must defeat the Tianshu Sword Sect’s opponents in the individual competition!

When necessary, you can even kill with all your strength!

As long as any one of the five people is destroyed or dies.

Tianshu Sword Sect lost the qualification to participate in the team competition!

When the time comes, don't talk nonsense about Chen Feng.

Even coming out on top and returning to the top is just a delusion!

When Tuoba Hongxin thought of this, his expression immediately improved again.

On the martial arts field, a war is about to break out.

Under the spotlight, Yan Zimo finally moved.

Brilliant murderous intent suddenly broke out.

A beam of light came from him and shot straight into the sky!

In the huge martial arts arena, the roars of heroic spirits echoed everywhere.

Many disciples in the stands were frightened when looking at this ray of light.

"Yes...it's the intention of the sword!"

Many of them thought of something immediately and suddenly opened their eyes.

"The rumored senior brother Yan Zimo actually uses a sword!"

"I heard that a few days ago near the Galaxy Sword Sect, there was a powerful man who cut off the mountains with one sword."

"It must be Senior Brother Yan!"

As soon as these words came out, they immediately received widespread approval.

The crowd went wild.

They shouted Yan Zimo's name in unison again.

Amid thousands of cheers, Yan Zimo's smile grew even brighter.

It seems that he has acquiesced in everyone's speculation.

Sikong Hao sneered again and again.

I thought that the first true disciple of the Galaxy Sword Sect would be so noble.

Unexpectedly, he is also a mean person.

That knife was clearly struck by Chen Feng.

He was so bold that he acquiesced!

Sikong Hao is a tall and strong man who speaks when he has something to say and never holds back his words.

His eyes shone with cold light, and his face was full of sarcasm.

"My surname is Yan, please listen to me."

"With a knife, I've never seen anyone who can do it better than my brother."

Hearing this, Yan Zimo was not angry at all.

He still maintained his pretentious look and smiled faintly.

"I will give him some advice then."

The war is about to break out!

Sikong Hao was originally tall and mighty.

At this moment, he shouted loudly on the spot.

An extremely fierce and domineering light instantly rose into the sky and exploded in all directions!

"Ho!"

The muscles all over his body bulged, and his long and messy hair danced wildly back in the wind.

Turning his hand, the big seal flashing with golden light rose up against the storm!

Tianquan Zhenxian Seal!

On the high platform, Murong Han of the Tianquan Sword Sect became extremely angry every time he saw this object.

It was originally the treasure of the Tianquan Sword Sect, but now it has become the magical weapon of the disciples of the Tianshu Sword Sect!

It looks like it can’t be taken back!

The golden seal instantly rose high in the sky and skyrocketed into a golden mountain range!

If you look closely, you can see that this huge mountain range is made up of many golden peaks connected one after another.

The shocking aura in it is even more thrilling!

In the surrounding stands, the disciples couldn't help but feel a tremor in their hearts.

Even on the edge of the martial arts arena, there is an unbreakable protective formation.

But the oncoming supreme momentum penetrated the formation without any obstacles and reached everyone's heart.

At this moment, Sikong Hao's figure seemed to become extremely tall in an instant.

I saw him raising his hands in the air like holding a mountain. "Die to me!"